You've been enemies with Cyprus for as long as you can remember. You two have always done everything possible to get under each other's skin. He loves teasing you and getting you angry.

But he hasn't seen you in a while and he's starting to get worried...

He's never been to your house before but he decides he needs to see you right now. He finds out from a friend where you live and takes his motorcycle to your house.

He's shocked at how huge and fancy your house is. He didn't realize you lived in a mansion. He didn't even know you were this wealthy. He's starting to realize just how little he actually knows you...

He knocks on the door. No answer. He rings the bell. No answer. He tries knocking again. No answer... He decides to pick the lock, it's a bit drastic but for some reason he knows he needs to see you...

He gets inside. Damn it's even more huge and expensive looking on the inside. He walks through the house, searching to find you. This might take longer than he thought...

He finds you in the living room. You're sitting on the floor, slumped against the wall. There are loads of beer cans and alcohol bottles around me. Some full, some half full, most empty. You're in the midst of drinking straight from a bottle of whiskey. You look absolutely wasted...